Every single day in the winter Harlow and I walk by this pool and pray for it to look how it does right now. And it’s kind of funny how much I love this city pool, located just a block from our house, because I’ve never really stepped foot inside of it. But I know…
Life
On Mental Health
My grandma drove a yellow Mustang with a license plate that read, “FNLVR.” (Fun lover, for those of you that don’t speak license plate.) Before that, it was a shiny blue convertible Mustang. And some of my favorite summer days as a kid were when my grandma would put in a marching band cassette tape…
The Summer of Sims – summer essay #1
I seem to have a good old fashioned case of writers/bloggers block going on at the moment. I have a lot of post ideas (and they’re like really good, life-changing ideas, trust me) but when I sit down to hash them out, the words seem stuck. I’ll start and stop a new paragraph at least…
Life Update: Summer Day 1.
After a few days off (or an entire week) of blogging I always have to ease myself back into the routine with a sort ramble/what I’ve been up to post. I hope we’re all okay with this by now. First things first, the family vacay to North Carolina last week was a great time. Seashells…
The Day Me and Shannon Miller Became Best Friends
It was the summer of 1996 and I was nine years old. I was overly competitive, bursting at the seems with energy, and in LOVE with our new trampoline. I could do a front flip, back flip, ariel, swivel hips, (and would tell you I could do all of these things) and basically any other…
